"What happened?" Georgina?s question did not seem directed at any ofus. "I was fighting...fighting with Jackie. And she ran away and I waschasing h...r and I followed her and then..." She stuttered to abreathless halt, shaken by a convulsive sob. Arabella looked at Pollyand me and shrugged, and I think we both then realised the oddness ofthis. Georgina was too young ever to have met Jackie. How, then, couldJackie have entered her dreams?But of course, I knew the answer to that. Jackie had. They told us that their names were Margaret and Pete and suggested that we meet somewhere neutral for a get-to-know-you coffee.As soon as they walked into the garden restaurant we had all agreed on George and I exchanged nods and Rene and Jane reached under the table and squeezed our dicks. At least we all felt the same.15The first meeting was a bit awkward with none of us willing to bring up the reason we were meeting until finally Pete said that they were really pleased to meet us and did we. ” The two tigers lay down on their backs and spread their legs wide. To Christy and Jo she said, “You’re in for the experience of a lifetime. Lie down on their chests and work your nipples on their fur. Then tell me what you think.”They did as they were told, and as soon as they were on the tigers, the two animals brought their forelegs together, pinning the women to their chests. But using their now greatly increased strength, the women raised their torsos just enough to be able to tease their. K.a. Wednesday.I'm all dried off, cheeks soft as cunt. Ahh sweet Jesus! please! don't even think the word! I feel like I'm trying to dock at Lakehurst, New Jersey. My pecker's picked up the rallying cry, Remember the Hindenburg! Oh quiet down, will you.I sneak into the livingroom the all-natural man. Dresser's in there. Clean tee, pulling on my underwear when my wife pokes her head around from the hall. "What do you think you're doing!" she hisses, "Don't get dressed, get in bed!"Yes ma'am!.